Attention, Attention:

All rise for the coronation!
We are gathered here today to pay homage to the Supreme Overlord.

Some of you may ask, Why?  Well, I’m here to answer that.

It came to pass that a man was born from STARSTUFF.
As he grew, the Universe shone down upon him and led him along the path of Righteous Observation.

He soon learned to take optical aid when viewing the cosmos.
He spread the meaning of life within our universe to the masses.

Yea, verily, he did say, take your refractor and throw the others away.
No Newts, No SCT’s, nor Schespeigler Shall you use.
He Started a tribe of Astronomers-to-be.
They called themselves FAAC.
His writings are sacred.
His speech is a blessing.

All shall now go out and buy the refractor
for that will be his first command from here on after.

This man we are about to crown has great wisdom, and knowledge. 
Of what, I don’t know, but I’m sure we’ll find out.

All rise for the Coronation.
Sprinkle your broken optics before him.
Chant Dominos and Biscuits.
Plead for mercy if thoust have a reflector.
Grovel beneath the stellar photons that he doth let pass by him
and unto your retina, through his amazing refractor tool.
Pray that he bestow upon you his blessing of clear skies,
And that he enlightens you of your rightful place in the cosmos.

I hereby crown him the Supreme Overlord.
All hail the Supreme Overlord.

Such silliness… isn’t it?